My future parents-in-law will allow me to have a ceremony with their only son on the sole condition that I wear a wedding dress. I'm certain they are doing this as a last ditch effort to get rid of me. I mean, I would be one of the first to admit I'm quite effeminate looking, to the point that people sometimes mistake me for a girl. But god dammit I'm still a man and I'm not a cross dresser. I always imagined my ceremony being an equal thing, not an emulation of the heterosexual man & wife ideal (no offense).
I would be assertive and say 'no' but unfortunately my fiance comes from an influential family who can make my life a living hell if I don't show subservience to my future husband. Yes, I realize his family are a bunch of insane traditionalists. And apparently its not just any wedding dress, its one from the 1800's, a family heirloom. Like I care! A dress is still a dress is still a dress.
I told my fiance, and he said I didn't have to wear it if I didn't want to. But he looked a bit sad when I said I didn't want to wear the flimsy thing, so now I feel very guilty about it. I swear his parents must have poisoned his mind. Perhaps I should just show leniency, I mean its only one day. I should think of it as a trial. A very awkward, strange and highly embarrassing little trial. After all, on the end of it I'll have the man I love :)
What do you think?

